Your Old Droog Feat. MF Doom & Mach Hommy - RST

Your Old Droog Feat. MF Doom & Mach Hommy - RST
April 18th, 2019
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Listen to the official audio of "RST" by Your Old Droog featuring MF Doom & Mach Hommy. The track is produced by V Don.

Song Lyrics

Turn on the evening news, yo
(Whichever?)
They say King Kong is back
(Word?)
I heard it on the radio early
(Shit, you turn it up)
Exactly

Ayo, people hear Droog like, "Where the hell you was at?
We been waitin' on you
And you still ain't on top? Must be hatin' on you
Them clowns shook if they ain't wanna endorse yous
Mad 'cause you on their heels like horseshoes
I thought it was good luck
surpassed, that would suck
Aw shucks, what a bummer
If I can speak candidly, I give 'em the beats
Single-handedly like Def Leppard drummer
Pour some sugar on me, get the boujee bitch and hood 
From your niece to your auntie
Sister to your mommy
The old references'll make ya grandma love me
Slide through her crib with a  cadaver
Reverse pile drive her and watch some Night Rider and McGyver
Next week  we was tryna get iller
'Stead of perpetrating the drug dealer a killer
Went from Curious George to Magilla Gorilla
Couldn't make it go away if I wanted, this thing strong
Final evolution King Kong

Yeah, stay home, , chicks love it
Baboon rappers, illegit mimes and muppets
 up the game like pigswine McNuggets
Get the yap back, smack him, spit  in ya mullet
Clowns and clones sneaky as skull and bones
Wiretaps buggin' phones, keys to a dozen homes
They movin' all amongst us until they cover's blown
Real weirdo shit, take you up out your comfort zone
Elephant in the room, King Kong on the couch
Remain elegant and in tune with what's pourin' out the mouth
Pause after saying, "Ho," got it to stay 
 room service  layin' low
Call it what it is, it is as it does
Pop three of them blue joints, I didn't catch a buzz
Favorite rhymin' villain actin' on a hunch
In the lobby brushin' off a bunch of fuzz
Clingin' on 'em, King Kong

Peace, this window was 
fool, you ain't no G
Smear the kool-aid, your heart pump on the door like passover
I told you on that 
I told you I would bend you like light through a prism
I told you I would send you like a kite, you wouldn't listen
I told you I'd be in and out your life, you couldn't picture
I'm too official, them bitches come hither
You just now seein' 
fuck fake niggas, y'all nutricious
Being lagerheads with like changing events like the 
Just like a copperheard we 
As far as I can tell he ain't from here, hey, come here

Yo, let me take it from there like what a jerk
Catch the body and merk
Got  verse that'll body your whole body of work
send you to the 
Do your hero like , (What?) Drop that little boy
Like Harry Truman in your car like Harry Newman
advance  in this landscape I'm barely human
it got 'em fumin'
Get a good look at this, gotta zoom in
the next person who even look at him wrong
Come and catch this fade like Kim Jung
All that boom bam bip bap bang
Swing  then I bang on my chest like

King Kong in the place
Big gun, watch the bullet, bing bong in your face